Vol 4 Chapter 11: The storm is coming

In the alchemy laboratory of the castle tower, Xiu is playing with the magic crystal communication ball.
Nancy's smile was revealed in the crystal ball.
"Are you alone in the valley?" Xiu asked Nancy.
"Oh, I'm not alone. I have Paddy to accompany me. I never have to worry about loneliness." Nancy answered with a smile. She hugged Paddy and greeted Xiuyi by holding his fat little hand. "It's not easy to go out. To go shopping in the town once, you have to go a long way."
"I'm sorry, Nancy. I know I'm a little wronged during this time, but the materials in my hand are a bit tight. The cost of making a temporary teleportation array is too great. I'm looking for a suitable and safe place to make a fixed one. Teleportation, so that when you are bored, you can wander through the teleportation to Warrington. "
"It doesn't matter, at least for this time, I have no need for the city." Nancy answered very understandably.
The little guy was tired after playing for a while, and Nancy coaxed the child to sleep, and then said to Xiuyi, "The cat's eye flower bloomed yesterday. I collected everything I could collect, but the devil weeping vine only squeezed out. With four drops of vine juice, the soil and water in this area is not suitable for this kind of dark-loving creatures. As long as the gracilaria grows well, I have used your method to newly cultivate a few. "
"Nice work, Nancy, the growth of these magic plants is very demanding and it is not easy to cultivate. I didn't expect you to learn so fast and do so well."
"It's all you who teach merit. I learned a little bit more about powder making from the alchemy notes you left behind some time ago. It seems that it won't be long before I can help you more."
"You will be a good assistant, maybe not just an assistant." Xiu Yi laughed.
"I hope so. Oh, it's time for some weeping plants to water. I'll take care of it."
"See you tomorrow, then."
"see you tomorrow."
After finishing the communication, Xiu Yi walked out of the laboratory.
Standing in the castle clearing, he looked at the steamer mist above his head.
He was a little strange, why the fog here is permeated with fog here.
Could these fogs also be a means of hiding the castle in Electra? If so, why did Electra do this? Perhaps because of the relationship between the nearby French array, Xiu Yi can obviously feel that the magic power in this area is very strong.
This is of great benefit to his cultivation.
It's just that Xiuyi wants to find the cause and effect relationship, rather than simply enjoy the result.
The process of pursuing knowledge is actually more satisfying than using knowledge.
Just as Xiusi was thinking, Lilith came.
"Chaclay's secret letter." She gave Xiu an envelope.
Xiu Yi opened the letter and looked slightly surprised.
"What happened? Xiuyi."
"Baron Harden, South Wales, was urged by Raschel to come to Warrington. According to Chaclay, Rascher intended to use them as bait to catch me."
"Baron Harden?" Lilith faintly remembered that Xiu had told him that he had been a servant at the Baron's house for three years before going to Purgatory Island: "Are they important to you?"
"If it's for the former Xiu Yierai ... then it should be a very important person." Xiu Yiyou said.
Whether Baron Harden is important to himself or not, Xiuyi himself feels a little confused on this issue.
From a rational point of view, the current Xiuyi did not know Baron Harden. He did not have any intersection with them.
However, the memories of Hugh Iglell's childhood still exist, and the pictures of life often appear in his mind.
The real Hugh Iglell was absolutely grateful to the Harden family.
That feeling, even now I can clearly feel it.
As soon as he mentioned the last name of Harden, he could feel the warmth that jumped out of his heart and gradually swept through his body.
As if the young soul that had disappeared reminds himself in his own unique way, that is someone who has cared for himself and deserves to be cherished.
He can't tell whether this relationship is the remnant of the original Hugh Glair's feelings, or the residual temperature of the new life affected by it. But anyway, when he recalled the childhood episode of Hugh Glair, remembering the Baroness's great care for Xiao Hugh, the memory alone made him have a good impression on the Baron family.
Now, the old hound, Raschel, hits his mind on the Harden family.
"What's wrong with you, Xiuyi?" Lilith noticed that the sweetheart's spirit was a little shaky.
"Ah, I'm fine, just remembering some old things from my childhood. The Hardens were very nice to me and used to take care of them."
"What is Raschel going to do with them?"
Xiu roughly talked about Rasher's plan: "It's a cunning plan, but I won't let Rasher succeed. Those who have revenge will complain, and those who have resentment will complain, but also the ones who have grace Bounty, no matter to which Hugh Iglell, since this relationship exists, we have to face it. "
"What does it mean to no matter which Xiuyi? Are there two Xiuhailers in this world?"
"Of course, a simple boy who was once before Purgatory Island, and a terrible demon after Purgatory Island." Xiu Yi smiled slightly: "Do you believe it? Once me, I was just like an angel."
Lilith leaned forward and hugged Xiu's waist: "Whether it's an angel or a demon, I just like Xiu now."
This is the first time Lilith has spoken openly in her heart, but in this case, she speaks naturally, boldly and without restraint.
She looked at Xiuyi with her big eyes like that, looking forward to his reply.
Xiu's response was simple.
He gently kissed Lilith's lips: "I have to think about how to deal with this matter. Raschel will have to deal with Harden's family. It should not be so fast. We still have time to prepare. At present, the first priority is to solve the problem of the prom, and the second is to resolve the Count Weston. Do you have any clues about the samurai I asked you to check? "
"Not yet." Lilith was a little embarrassed.
"Don't worry, no one came out of nowhere, that samurai is dangerous, I can feel it. Before he enters the Rose Manor, there must be some origin. Look it up, there will be clues. Focus on the ball Well, I have a hunch, I'm afraid this dance will be very lively. "
Rose Manor.
Count Weston's Alchemy Lab.
He was holding the stirring rod and carefully stirred the green liquid inside a crucible.
The potion evaporated a mist of mist, and Count Weston took the small vial a little nervously.
A soft string of spells sang from his mouth. Under the effect of the spells, the aerosol formed by these potions tumbling in the air for a while, then drilled into the bottle.
A large amount of cyan smoke is compressed into a smoke-like existence under the action of magic, and rolls in the medicine bottle, effervescent.
This is the unique mysterious method, the gas refining method, which was invented by the count himself. The essence of the medicament he condensed is not in the medicament itself, but in the gas produced by the medicament.
The poison essence extracted by this method has already greatly weakened the medicinal properties, but the benefit is that this poison is slow but unstoppable and penetrates the bone marrow.
After collecting the aerosols, Count Weston looked at the herbs in the crucible with pity, and stopped the smelting of the drugs.
The medicine in the crucible was collected by him for a long time. After this coagulation, he could not use it anymore.
"It seems that this is the only step." Count Weston turned with a little helplessness.
Behind him, the warrior named Keith carefully took the medicine bottle, and his eyes under the iron mask showed a fierce dignity.
"It's been done very well, thank you very much for your help, Lord Weston."
"I promise you that it's done, what do you promise me?"
"If you mean Christine, I'm here to help you, Lord."
"No, you know I'm not referring to that. I want the Book of Darkness!" The count was annoyed at Keith's pretend garlic.
The warrior shrugged and threw a small thin leather notebook to the count: "It's a good thing to be willing to put in the arms of the God of Darkness. But the power of the Lord of Darkness, though powerful, is not universal. You are very useful If you position yourself as an alchemist, your chess pieces are far more important than mastering the power of darkness. "
"That's what I want to consider. You should know that every alchemist has changed from a love of magic to an alchemist from the beginning. When I have a way to become a magician, why should I continue to be a Alchemist? This is a choice every alchemist will make! "The count replied firmly.
"But not everyone will choose to become a dark mage."
"The power of darkness is the supreme existence, for which I spare no effort!" Stroking the little thin book, the countenance and enthusiasm in the count's eyes grew heavier.
He looked up and looked at Keith: "Good cooperation. Tomorrow will be the day of the dance party in Wuyin Castle, and the of Christine will be there. Are you interested in participating in the ball with me?"
"Is it going to be fun? Or is it going to be fun?"
"If there is excitement, we appreciate it. If there is no excuse, we make excitement." The count answered.
The samurai thought for a while, and nodded, "willing to be accompanied."
After a busy day of work, Raschel also felt a little exhausted.
"Well, after all, it's old and not as vigorous as before." The old hound couldn't help but sigh.
I have to deal with a lot of business every day, even with Raschel's superior mind, I feel a little overwhelmed.
There was a loud knock at the door, and Raschel didn't look up: "Come in."
A follower came in.
"Is there a problem?"
"Mr. Raschel, the Commissioner wants me to tell you that the work in the Commission tomorrow will be temporarily in your full responsibility."
"Oh? Why?" Raschel couldn't help it.
"That's it. The Administrator is invited to a dance."
"What party?"
"It was a ball held in Wuyin Castle. You know, sir, it was originally the property of the Director. The guest bought the property of the Director and invited the Director to attend the dance. It will be held in the evening, but as an important guest, the Administrator needs to arrive early.
"Misty Castle? That Alchemist's Death Castle?"
"Yes, sir."
"It's funny, do you know which family bought that place?"
"I heard it was a family called Dardanelle. Oh yes, they seem to be from the city of Royo. Maybe sir, you know them?"
At that moment, the expression on Raschel's face was quite wonderful.
"You mean Cissedad Danil bought the Hidden Castle?" He cried.
"Sorry sir, I'm not sure of the name of the owner of that family."
Raschel lowered his head and meditated for a long time before he said, "Go and tell the Director, I hope to get his approval, and go to the ball later tomorrow night."
"Okay, Chief Raschel."
"and also……"
"What else? Sir?"
"Help me prepare a post, pick a few more gifts, and send them to Wuyin Castle, saying that I am Raschel's congratulations on the arrival of the Dardanelle family.
"Good sir."
"Tell them I will bring some friends."
"Yes, sir."
"Finally go to the Chengxi Hotel and find a couple named Harden. Ask them if they are interested and go to the ball with me."
"Understand, sir."
When the entourage left, Raschel was sitting in his place, and a pair of hazy eyes narrowed into a straight line.
The outburst of promises was finally achieved.
very tired.
During this time, throughout March, the state fluctuated and was very unstable. Sometimes it's fifteen thousand a day, sometimes two days can't write a word.
Yesterday to today, the whole person feels ill, his hair is heavy and heavy.
Looked at things with eyes.
Suddenly nothing seemed to happen. I left my computer and went outside for a few days.
Don't force yourself to write.
Writing is a joy, and writing is a pain.
Happiness is because I like this, pain is because there is pressure on the load and I cannot escape.
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